After Moko walked out of the izakaya, she walked quickly in the direction of the hotel, intending to rush back as soon as possible. If the feeling of being watched behind her before is true, she must quickly return herself to a safe environment. However, if you go straight back to the hotel like this, you are likely to expose your address and cause all kinds of disasters in the future.

What exactly should I do?

"Always walking along the crowded streets, keeping closer to the hotel but not too obvious, I didn't plan to go back so early anyway, even if it was to continue hanging out after dinner."

With this kind of plan, Mozi's pace is fast and slow, and she has done enough of the posture that a girl should have when shopping after dinner. Soon, she was on the high street, full of seven- to ten-story buildings, with storefronts on the first floor and signs on the second floor.

At dinner time after work, the streets are full of people lounging, and a girl in a thin gray jacket and a peaked cap has a thin presence, which is very conducive to hiding herself. However, even after walking here, Mozi still didn't feel relaxed, because the maggot-like gaze behind him seemed to be more distinct.

Actually, Mozi doesn't know why she can feel that she is being followed, maybe it's because of the physiological changes caused by being in society for a long time. But she was not at ease with this conclusion, and after passing by a ZARA storefront, she quickly turned around and looked over without warning.

"Someone's turning!?"

Mozi immediately took a light breath. The crowd behind her shouted, but in the end, it was not crowded, and she clearly noticed that a young man in a suit quickly turned around as she turned around, leaned against the telephone pole and lowered his head into his pocket, and took out a cigarette and lit it......

“…… Delusion. ”

Mozi thought that although after she turned around, there was only one pedestrian who suddenly turned around, but this alone, how could it mean that the other party was following her? But Mozi's back is still very unhappy, as if he was hit by an ice ray, and the creepy feeling lingers, and it almost spreads to the neck, can it be fake?

"If not him, who would it be?"

Now that he had turned around, Mozi observed these oncoming pedestrians very carefully. This street belongs to the mid-range shopping area, and there are a large number of off-duty employees of ordinary companies on the street, as well as plainly dressed parents holding their children to prepare for dinner, and there are even a few groups of students who seem to be harmless to people and animals, at least much safer than the street of homeless people.

"What would it be like to be dressed up as a stalker in a place like this?"

Mozi thought silently, turned around, and continued to walk in the direction of the hotel, and continued to make a gesture of idleness. Mozi believes that her acting skills in this area are absolutely passable, and will never arouse the suspicion of the possible stalker. Girls go shopping or something, which requires skills taught by others, and she even forgot the strange feeling behind it for a while, and sincerely walked into a gift shop to admire all kinds of exquisite goods.

The small shop specializes in imported products, with more than half of them coming from China. One wall is covered with mobile phone shells, the other is full of plush toys, the shelves are filled with glazed water cups, and a whole set of tea sets is well-designed. Moko walked and watched, and even thought about giving gifts to her sisters, since she started her journey south, when she returned to Tokyo in a short time, she couldn't help but meet that person, right?

"What will Miyu-san like......

Mozi really walked around this store for a while, and she didn't hang up the phone to Mito Aoyama stupidly, but she was sincerely pondering the difference between the two tea sets. Actually, she doesn't know the details of Meidong's daily life, but if it's just a gift, especially considering the other party's current identity as the president of the consortium, a set of exquisite tea sets is really the most suitable, right?

"And there's no need to send expensive money, after all, it's up to me...... Well, so it was decided. ”

A set of blue-blue glazed tea sets, the label says Yiwu origin, because it is an import store, the price is slightly expensive, but Mozi certainly can afford it. Checking out and leaving, he walked out of the store with a large cardboard box, but it was at this moment of returning to the street that Mozi was suddenly stunned and realized that he had ignored a problem.

"If I buy this set now, won't I have to send it to her quickly? Even if it's a souvenir, I don't have a large suitcase in tow! ”

Hey, a big mistake, Mozi looked up at the sky speechlessly. God knows, although she went to Hokkaido with a suitcase and carried it all the way south to Sendai, it was just an ordinary suitcase and full of clothes. Such a big box of tea sets, and it happens to be fragile, she can't even check it in!

"Mistakes, mistakes, what do I think......"

The irritability came up, and Mozi suddenly lost her interest in "hanging out", and at this moment, she didn't feel any cold gaze, so she left that incident behind. Carrying a large cardboard box around the street so quickly, with such a decadent and helpless expression of frustration, Mozi thought to herself, her back must be ridiculous when she walked. Laugh, laugh, how can a person who buys such a complete set of tea sets as soon as his head is hot not be laughed at?

"Whoever comes and despises me......"

She smiled bitterly and walked to the bus stop, and realized that she was the only one waiting for the bus, if you want to say why, one bus just left half a minute ago, and the next one will have to wait a full 9 minutes and 30 seconds!

"Ah...... Sure enough, even the bus despises me......"

So today is actually a menstrual holiday, it is indeed a menstrual holiday, otherwise how could it suddenly be so emotional, Mozi leaned against the platform sign without love. The cap was crooked, the gray jacket was dirty, and the jeans and leather boots hadn't been washed for two days. The pretty face is still white and tender, but unless she plans to eat with her face now, what is enough to have a beautiful face?

"What's more, I can't be a star, otherwise Mei Dong-san and I won't be in big trouble? Even if you get closer...... That's right, the alibi that I made at the beginning should have been a problem, so I ate with my face or something, but it really didn't work......"

Emotionality is really a terrible thing, and it is endless as soon as it comes up, so it wasn't until a pair of leather shoes slowly came under his nose that Mozi suddenly noticed the problem.

A stubble young man in his early thirties came to her, and he was a familiar character.

"Good evening, Aoyama Midong."

The policeman named Hero Sato looked at her with a smile: "Why did you suddenly come to Sendai to mix?" ”